Minecraft

Actual thought process while playing Minecraft:

Hrm, this game kind of looks like crap, I don't know what those Penny Arcade dudes are all excited about with this...oh, I hold down the mouse button to break these stupid blocks. Well, let me just wander around for a bit just to see what's so amazing ab...HOLY FUCK! WHAT THE HELL JUST BLEW UP IN MY FACE?!...I'm going to respawn just to try to figure out what that was. In the meantime let me smash up this tree. I hear good things about collecting wood. Oh, I can turn it into a pile of logs. Oh, I can turn the logs into....WHAT THE FUCK! SOME GUY JUST SHOT ARROWS AT ME WHILE I WAS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT TO TURN SHIT INTO! Ok, I'm going to respawn one more time because I want to know more about this wood situation. Let me look this stuff up on a Wiki first though...Whoa, I can turn so much crap into so much other crap...And I can SMELT SHIT!? Ok, let me dig a hole out here in the wilderness and just mess around. GAHHH. I WAS EATEN BY A SPIDER WHILE DIGGING. Ok, let me make this closer to my spawn point.

3 Hours later:

I wonder how deep into the ground I can dig.

6 Hours later:

Pretty deep.

3 Days, and a beard later:

Hrm. My cave is just about perfect, with three exits, explosives set up to auto detonate upon intrusion and surrounded by secret underground tunnels that I've dug. And I've captured a spider and two zombies for my menagerie out back. I guess I can eat a sandwich now. What's it been 15 minutes?

Poetry from the Post Apocalypse

We've got some poems up on the LAD website, check 'em: http://lifeafterdeath-comp.blogspot.com/

In-spite-ration

I figured I'd try to answer a somewhat important, yet pretty vague question for my own edification. And I figured that since no one reads this blog (except Ben; yay!) I'd do it on here, because I'll always be able to come back and look at the idiocy that I've wrought and laugh. Hilarious, it will be.

"Where does my inspiration come from?" I ask.

Well, I guess it's a combination of several things, now that I think about it. Here they are:

1) My parents were always telling me to do what I want to do. That seems dumb and cheesy, like some ABC family moral time special for dweebers and nerd rinds, but that's a big one...In fact, my whole extended family kind of pushes me to try harder, just because being around them, I often feel dumb. It's something that they're not trying to do on purpose (I think), but they pull it off with relative ease.

2) I love entertainment media. Books, movies, video games, TV shows, online comics, you name it. These things kind of swirl into a nebulous idea pool and give me ideas like..."You know what would be awesome?" "What?" "Writing a series of stories about the apocalypse that interconnect but you just kind of make up how and why as you go and see where that takes you."

3) The world - It is so full of people that just surprise the shit out of you at every turn. Especially when alcohol is involved. I have so many damn awesome stories from going out with friends, and there are probably a million more that I'll never remember.

4) This might be a subsection of the world, but nature (and human nature). There are so many things that people have been trying their asses off to explain and just haven't found the answer yet. Well fuck it. Let's make those answers up! Am I right? Why are scientists pelting me with tomatoes?

5) I fake the shit out of it. This happens a lot more than I'd like, but it seems most writers feel the same way. I dunno. Inspiration is a fickle bitch with the raging thought Syph. Once you're infected it kinda drives you crazy...but you get your antibiotics and it calms down and you're like, wow, kinda glad I'm not crazy any more...but now I'm addicted to the burn. Yeah, I have no idea either...

6) Space aliens.

The Front

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Htc1OrmbY6o

Penny Arcade theme song by MC Frontalot. I'm sure this has been out forever, but I just found it, so back off.

Holy Crow! We've got Volume 4 of LAD out there! Be a pal, check it out. Um. Slowly getting stuff done on the novel. Haven't worked on the comic in a couple of weeks, but it'll be back to work on that soon enough.

So, I'm keeping pretty busy.

Aruba was delightful. I highly suggest it to those of you who haven't been there.

Blah blah blah. I'll be back at some point with something more interesting for you, I'm sure.